despair!

The chess pieces were settled, and the "taste of the world" disappeared in an instant.

The black robe moved slightly, and "Jiu" raised another sunspot and dropped it towards the chessboard.

Halfway through the movement, his entire body froze in an instant, as if he had frozen into a picture scroll again.

All Mahayana people looked at the chessboard with heavy eyes.

At this time, a low hiss suddenly sounded: "I can be in the next round!"

Hearing this, the Nine Sect Mahayana turned their heads and all their eyes fell on Xiu Snake.

Xiu Snake's huge body loomed in the five-color miasma, his head was lowered, and his cold vertical pupils were looking at the many human races in front of him unblinkingly. Snake vomited quickly and continued to hiss, "But, I want to

Know all the secrets in the Fusheng chess game!"

The nine Mahayana sects were all silent.

Next to the chessboard, it was like a deserted place, a dead silence.

Soon, the cold voice of "Misfortune" also sounded: "Next, I can enter the game at any time."

"However, I must know the secret of the Fusheng chess game before entering the game!"

There was another stagnant silence.

After a long time, "Fu Qiong"'s voice sounded faintly: "Okay, in the next round, you two will enter."

"But the position of the move must also be subject to our arrangements!"

Xiu She tilted her head slightly and looked at "Fu Qiong" with cold vertical eyes. After a brief pause, it nodded gently: "No problem."

The throne was hanging upside down, with a dark outline and an unclear expression. "Misfortune"'s cold voice came out: "Yes."

"Fuqiong" nodded and immediately looked at the other eight sects.

Seeing that there was no objection from the other eight sects, "Fu Qiong" said in a cold voice: "The essence of the Fusheng chess game is..."

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Under the dark forest, dense branches and leaves block the skylight, and no five fingers can be seen in the dim light. There is only a blue miasma, flowing like a belt, winding through the forest, like clouds and fog, misty and charming.

The rotten smell of accumulated fallen leaves, mixed with the unique humidity of the forest, and the fishy smell left by the climbing snakes and snakes, the obscure smell is rich and dull.

"Su Ji" has a high crown and a broad belt, and his whole body is shrouded in shadow. Only one pair of eyes are cold and as sharp as a blade. He stands with his hands behind his back, looking calm.

Seeing the two Immortal Emperors of the Eighty-one Calamity suddenly leaving with the inferior Immortal and the others, but leaving him alone, "Su Ji" didn't care at all.

He looked calmly at the gray tree trunk not far away, and said in a calm voice: "Immortal Emperor 'Chuiyu', why haven't you replied yet?"

"'Wuluo' Immortal Emperor, where have you been now?"

"'Cuiyu' Immortal Emperor, has he ever communicated with you?"

Not far from "Suji", on the soft and moist ground like a rotting corpse, stood a tall figure.

He wears soap clothes and black boots, his long hair is loosely tied behind his back, and only the ends of his hair are tied randomly with cloth ribbons. He has long, bright eyebrows, and a carefree look between his brows. He stands with his sleeves rolled up and has a leisurely attitude, which is exactly "Wu Luo".

At this moment, "Wu Luo" looked calm and said in the same calm tone: "'Immortal Emperor Chuiyu', I just answered your question."

"Why haven't you answered the question I asked?"

"'Suji' Immortal Emperor, where did those two Immortal Emperors take you?"

"I'll be there soon!"

The two of them are so close, but neither one can notice the other!

No one can hear anyone's voice!

It’s as if they no longer exist!

As they talked, their figures were slightly erratic, as if they suddenly turned from a solid body into a phantom. The phantom became lighter and lighter, like a picture scroll washed repeatedly by rain, with the colors fading, the outline blurred, and the breath getting weaker and weaker.

Like a candle in the strong wind, after swaying and pulling hysterically, it was finally overwhelmed and was about to extinguish.

However, the two themselves were not aware of it at all...

After a while, the last outlines of "Suji" and "Wuluo" disappeared.

The quiet forest fell into an emptiness again, and the light blue miasma was like a solid cloth, winding between the trees.

Everything was completely silent, and the entire world seemed as silent as death.

After a long time, fallen leaves rustled, broken branches clicked, insects crawled cautiously... everything was as usual, as if nothing had happened.

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Underground.

The walls of the man-made cave are densely packed with numerous inscriptions to imprison, conceal, and reinforce... cloud seals.

When the dim light died, several sharks were nailed to the wall.

A fist-sized hole was cut on the top of all the sharks' heads, and shark oil was poured into it. The burning fire was pure white and flawless, illuminating the caves to every detail.

On the top of the cave, in the surrounding corners, and in many unnoticed places, there is an obscure aura of formations, which occasionally flashes past, as if something is hidden.

Suddenly, nine figures appeared without warning.

Two of the flawless figures waved their hands and put down four naked mortals with no cultivation. Immediately afterwards, there were the immortals whose left legs had not yet been fully born, as well as the "Suji" and soap-shirt black boots worn by Gaoguanbo.

"No Luo".

The eighty-one calamity Mahayana with his hair tied up had eyes like lightning, and he quickly scanned the surroundings. He pinched the magic formula unnoticeably in his hand to make sure that this place had not been discovered and there were no problems. Then he nodded slightly and said immediately: "It will be dawn soon.

Let’s take shelter here first.”

"I will take you to the village after sunset tomorrow."

The immortal immediately said: "Thank you both for saving me!"

"I need to be healed right now, and I would like to ask you two to protect me."

The emanating Eighty-one Kalpa Mahayana looked at Him and said, "Okay. Just stay with me."

The immortal nodded and quickly walked to sit next to him.

Afterwards, he looked at "Suji" and "Wuluo" and saw that these two people were no longer communicating through the air, and then he was secretly relieved.

Fortunately, the Mahayana speed of these two eighty-one kalpas is fast enough!

Otherwise, He would have just escaped first...

Right now, this place is extremely secluded, heavily restricted, and well protected. As long as these two people don't respond randomly to the incomprehensible sounds, everything will be fine for the time being.

Although he is an immortal, he has never experienced the Great War after all. The two Mahayana practitioners of the Eighty-one Tribulations should be more experienced than him...

However, just when the immortal was about to formally heal his wounds, "Suji" suddenly turned his head, faced the eighty-one calamity Mahayana with tied hair, and asked: "What is your name?"

The Mahayana man calmly replied: "My name is Qin, and I am..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin's expression suddenly changed!

"Su Ji" suddenly curled up the corner of his mouth, revealing a weird smile.

At the same time, "Wuluo" also looked at the Eighty-one Kalpa Mahayana beside the immortal and asked: "What is your name?"

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Prehistoric.

Low mountains.

The waterfall is like a waterfall, washing the bones and whitening them, and they are piled up.

In the cave behind the waterfall.

Separated by many formations, two identical Pei Lings looked at each other, with the same expressions and temperaments, without any difference!

At this time, Pei Ling, who was sitting on the ground, slowly reached out and grabbed the Nine Soul Saber behind his back.

Pei Ling, who was standing outside the formation, looked at this scene coldly, thinking that this was the battle he was best at!

First use the "Wooden Man" law to stop everything in the world, then use the "Secret Record of the Eclipse" to stabilize the separated fate, and then use the two laws of "forgetting" and "sleep" to paralyze the opponent's thinking...

However, there is a safer way!

With his mind spinning, Pei Ling didn't hesitate at all and immediately said silently in his heart: "System, I want to practice and host [Secret Records of the Eclipse] with one click!"

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